Carte Blanche

Where I saw vast expanses of nothing but whiteness and dull comparisons of reality, Devin saw things in the brightest forms of Technicolor, and constantly acted as if he'd basked in its glow during his sleep. I wanted some of his color to rub off on me. I wanted more of his smiles.

[4.5] those who've been with me know that i hungrily gobble up books centering on mental health and mental disorders, so i knew i had to pick this one up next in my Nash Summers's End-of-Year Bingefest 2021. for a novella, i was impressed by the author's approach to easing us into Jude's character and his life with severe OCD and social anxiety, as well as Devin's role in bringing Jude out of the tiny world that is his apartment.

“I asked about you. Your first and only response was to tell me about your disorder. You aren't your disorder. You told me about all the things you don't like and none of the things you do like. I just find it hard to believe someone like you is completely comprised of dislikes and not a single like.”

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